All I wanted was a little trouble. Okay, so, maybe, choosing Cruz Donovan’s 18th birthday party wasn’t the way to go about it. Three years ago, I fell for him. I thought he fell for me, too. But when he broke it off, he took my heart, and as if that wasn’t enough, he took my best friends, too.
They aren’t the same boys I knew before high school started. They’ve got all kinds of secrets they’re keeping from me. If I want back in, I’ve got to be ready to play their game. I might be a killer soccer player, but I’m not real eager to join a team when they won’t tell me who the opponent is, how to score a goal, or what rules I’m supposed to be following.
I’m in the wrong place at the wrong time - a pawn in games I don’t understand. Maybe, I never should have gone looking for trouble in the first place. Is it too late to change my mind?
